So I am still better than all of you. I saw Return of the King, and I don't care if you did see it too, I am still better than you. Thppbbt.

It was better than I ever expected, could have hoped for it to be, even though it wasn't totally true to the book, but none of the films are. I missed the Saruman scenes, hated how they wrote him off with simply being locked up in Isengard, yeah sure, a white wizard rendered powerless and guarded by a tree...Ent...read the damn book. I missed the rebuilding of the Shire, but I was still very happy with all of it, crying like a broken hooker at the end when Aragorn was crowned and sang, and damn he can sing pretty...I guess I'll stop talking about it, I can't wait to see it again and again and again. I should have forewarned spoilers but if you haven't read the books then you should and I don't care if I ruined it for you. Good. The ring is destroyed, No one really dies except for Theoden, oh, and Sauron, it all ends well really. Should have read the books.

Now for the xmas booty list:

Me and Mark- A paper shredder, some work clothes for him, a new trimmer set for him, a dollhouse for me, (story on that later) some bath beads (me obviously) A picture frame and small album, Grace made me a pretty glass bead necklace, and her grandmother and her made us a set of her handprints with a poem, in a frame with stuff glued on it. Mostly, from everyone we got money and got it early to pay bills. And Travis' mom Bonnie made me my very own monkey cake, which is a cinnamon pull apart she makes that is better than anything. Ever.

Grace- It was a barbie year. We got her a playset that had a swing and birdbath and dinner table for Barbie and her man whore, she got a Barbie jeep, and a huge Barbie camper. Huge. Also, a play food set, a Pooh watch, some books, clothes, another barbie vehicle, and my personal favorite, the Leapfrog Leappad. That thing is pretty spiffy.

Jonathan- Wheels were his theme, ambulance that wails and runs, a soft dump truck that looks like it's carrying a load of poo, my dad's big gift to him was a fire engine he could ride and made all freaking kinds of noise...(incidentally, he's kind of scared of it) A hop and bounce Tigger, which he fell in love with at first sight and likes to drag it around the house, kissing it every once in awhile. Nerf ball, books, a noise making kit with a drum, some whistles, castanets, and recorder. shape set and hammering set, and clothes. And Travis' sister Mariah got him an all metal car that goes when you rewind him and hits things and dents them. Nice.

Jacob- his first pooh bear with the new big heads the newborn pooh and friends have, a hand and foot teether and a rattle with a little frog in the middle floating in water. Not much but hey.

Now, I don't know if I have any resolutions, only the same empty things I say every year and never accomplish or do. Here is my list of personal guarantees for the year 2004:

I will have another baby, meaning I will lose weight in that respect.

I will be just as mean as ever except worse because now I will not only be hormonal, but sleep deprived and baby-fied.

We will be broke a lot. Probably won't try to budget anything or live within our means. Again.

I won't attempt to act better, look better or feel better, or even treat people better. I will continue as I always have, with an occasional guilt feeling and heartfelt apology. I am only human.

I think these are reasonable, and more appropriate for those who have learned to never dare to dream big. Because then you wake up and realize how small everything really is. Unless you're me and then you wake up big everyday. Ha haha, I know I'm not funny.

-Petra

written on 2003-12-28 at 10:41 p.m. by sweetsolace.

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